SOFIA'S POV

The juice still in my hand, my fingers tightened around the cold glass as those memories came flooding back to me.

After I saw that familiar woman next to him in the photos, everything became painfully clear: if I wanted Ethan back, I would have to fight for it.

No, I deserved him. That woman — Lauren, as I later learned — was standing where I was meant to be. And I wasn’t about to let that happen.

I promised myself, right then and there, that I would do everything in my power to get that slut out of his life.

To reclaim what was mine.

Ethan belonged...